When your old house is torn down

On my way to visit relatives in Lamar yesterday, I drove down Rogers Avenue in Clarksville, where we lived for two years in the late 1970's while I taught there. The street has become highly commercialized, and the house had been torn down to make way for improvements. It was an old house when we lived in it - drafty and cold - but still it was sad that one of our homes was no longer. It was the first place that we lived in a real house as a family, so it held a lot of memories.